Harlem Universal

Check it out, now (uh-huh)

Big L Corleone (no doubt)

Flamboyant Entertainment (uh-huh)

One love to my big brother, Big Lee (no doubt)

Holding it down from the inside, right now

When you come home, it's on

Watch this, Herb McGruff (yo)

Universal

Harlem World shit, yeah (no doubt)

139 & Lenox shit, uh (y'all know how we do)

Danger Zone, shit (y'all know how we do)

I be twisting bitches a lot

Have 'em sit on this cock

I wasn't prepared for this

I wrote my shit on the spot

I'll be dropping like early August, late July

With tracks that'll make you cry

Hate you, die

Stop frontin', you got no dough

Might've had, but not no mo'

You mad 'cause I knocked yo' ho

While the cops watch me

I got cats who watch po-po

My block loco, don't need a crew, I rock solo

Or with my nigga Gruff

These faggot niggas ain't rich as us

I need chicks to lust

Soak my weed, mixed with dust

Go 'head and let yo' crew soup you up

And the ambulance gon' have to come to scoop you up

Fuck with my last soul

My new shit is going past gold

And if you don't agree, you's an asshole

Mark my word, you gon' pump the bird

And spark this herb 'til homicide chomp the curb

You heard?

I never hesitate to buck my gun

Harlem World, y'all know where the fuck I'm from (Danger Zone)

The game of life

Got ups and downs, downs and ups

Kingpin cats lose their crowns to cuffs (yeah)

Drunk and murdered, some get shot (foul)

Sold it all, nigga, heroin, cocaine, pot, it don't stop

Rise to the top, niggas start despising my pops

Yeah, I rap, but still got them pies on the block (yeah)

Bitches looking at the size of my rocks

Size of my knots, keep a stash box, ride with them Glocks

Its a stick-up, all y'all niggas crash the pavement

Pass yo' chains, pass yo' Rollies, pass yo' bracelets

Feel them hollow laced tips, spray clips

At them punks that be running their lips

Now gun to their bitch, gun to them

Screws off, don't miss none of them

Screw po-po, right in front of them

Double M, goddamn, niggas shouldn't have fucked with him

Y'all niggas sufferin', I'm thug hustlin'

Rushin' in, in coke spots, no tusslin'

Yeah, it's us again, stuck you before

Tied your monkey ass up, took the bucks and the raw

Yo

I remember when we did this joint, know what I'm saying?

Quad Studios, me and my nigga Big L, you know what I'm saying?

I miss my nigga Big L, rest in peace, my brother

Real talk

Corleone, top five dead or alive

Matter of fact, top three, nigga

Fuck that, top three, nigga

Big L, Corleone

Danger Zone shit (y'all know how we do)